Tiger, Tiger.

After an Animagus potion gone wrong, Harry becomes a tiger and is unable to change back. Though, without the weight of the world on his shoulders, Harry enjoys his new body, until something happens to make him go back to Hogwarts in the possession of Draco Malfoy. HBP. AU. OOC.

Pairings: Harry/Draco one hundred per cent, there will be Blaise/Luna and eventually Neville/OC. Not much more romance other than this, maybe some off screen romance, I don't know, I haven't decided yet.

Warnings: there might be strong language, possible gory scenes in the future. I'll warn you though, so don't worry if you're squeamish. Also bashing of the Dumbles, the Ronikins, the Bookworm and the Weaselette!

I don't own Harry Potter by J. K. Rowling or the poem 'Tyger, Tyger' by William Blake. Also anything you might recognise from other fics on this site or another site is purely coincidental. Enjoy!

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Lucky Review number 45!

The Mocha Monster Hehe this sounds really interesting! I love the fact that Harry's a tiger XD Can't wait to see where this goes!

I have gotten loads of people asking about the use of the poem 'Tyger, Tyger' that I had at the start of each chapter. In all honesty, I copy and paste the start of each chapter, adding bits if needed. As of right now though, the poem is gone from this story. Thanks.

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Chapter seven: In which eyes glow purple.

When Draco locked the heavy bathroom door, Prosper slumped against it. Heaving a sigh, he turned his left paw toward his glowing forest green eyes. There, engraved on the soft black pad was a dragon. An old Celtic design, the dragon was in the rough shape of a ball, other than the three spikes that made up the crest on the head of the dragon and part of the twisting tail which extended just past the rough outline of the circle. The entire thing was a shade lighter than the colour of Prospers black paw with the exception of the triangular red eye. (Link to picture in up on my profile along with Draco's tattoo.)

Peering at the tattoo, Prosper felt something warm bubble up in his chest, spreading throughout his body like a mouthful of smooth Butterbeer, reaching deep into his very bones and caressing his stalwart muscles. The tip of his tail twitched when the warmth reached it and Prosper turn his left paw the right way again and laid his heavy head down on the two paws.

It was a beautiful thing, Prosper thought, to be wanted.

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On the other side of the dark wood bathroom door, Draco ran a hand through his hair and grimaced at the greasiness. Not washing his hair for four days had defiantly taken its toll on the normally luscious blonde locks. Draco pulled off his t shirt and nearly groaned at the smell of the fabric. A bath was a definite number one priority. Flicking his wand, Draco magically turned on the many taps to his whale of a bath, filling the tub with scented water, bubbles that would soften and moisturise his dry and cracked skin and potions that instantly healed any cuts and bruises that possibly marred his skin from being thrown across a room into a stone wall. Sighing, Draco conjured a glass of water and ran a hand over his face, and turned towards his rather large and ornate mirror.

SMASH. The glass full of water shattered spectacularly upon impact with the ground. Draco ignored the liquid pooling at his feet and slowly walked up to the full length mirror. His once white blonde hair was now white with the barest hint of silver (Like Jack Frosts in 'The Rise Of The Guardians.') His eyes had gone from a steely grey to a glowing beautiful deep indigo. He had grown slightly, now standing at 6 feet 2'' opposed to his previous 6 feet nothing. The magic tattoo carving from the bond was shimmering slightly on his pale white skin and unlike most magical tattoos; this one was completely and utterly stationary.

Draco raised his hand, letting it hover over his cheek for a second, before he let his fingertips brushing across his face like the softest butterfly wings. Once he had gotten over his initial shock, Draco thought he looked rather good, if not different. Tilting his head slightly to see his hair better, Draco took a step back onto the broken glass. Hissing and swearing, dropping his wand, he grabbed his foot and was about to pick up his wand and vanish the glass in his foot and on the ground when the lock on the door jiggled. Frozen, Draco could only watch with his heart in his throat and his foot in his hands when the heavy door creaked open slowly. Draco almost screamed when Prosper popped his head around the door.

Clucking his chest in one hand while the other held his bleeding foot, Draco let out a sigh. Prosper sauntered gracefully into the bathroom and over to his injured Master. Draco released his chest as his wildly thumping heart calmed again back to a normal rate and picked up his 10" hawthorn wand and with a flick of the wrist the glass vanished from his foot and from the ground and the water disappeared.

Prosper sat at Draco's foot and gazed at the once blonde wizard in the mirror. Draco placed his hand on the great beasts head and also gazed into the mirror. When the wizard touched the tiger, an unnoticeable zap of pure magic flowed between them. Neither of them noticed when their inner cores linked with each other's with another strand of pure magic nor did they notice the slight magical breeze that ruffled their hair. And neither of them noticed when a mental bond was created deep within their mind. And if they had noticed, neither of them would have minded. For this world was at war, and to have someone at your side that cares for you and only you, was a rare thing in a war torn nation. With people at all sides, surrounding you, be they enemies or allies, sometimes just one person is all you need.

And the one called Draco Malfoy and the one who used to be called Harry Potter were unknowingly bonded, and it was decided by the magic of the world that these two were to do great things.

Great things indeed.

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Well hidey-do there! This is chapter seven in my oh so amazeballs fic. As you can (probably) see, I got rid of the poem at the start of this chapter. Please review and check out the pictures of the two tattoos. The links are on my profile. See you next time!

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I'm secretly annoyed with you

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Mila Pink I loved the story. I'm really excited to read more. With that Draco was confused? The Weasley twins will appear? Kisses Draco was confused because he knew he had heard the chuckle before (i.e. in school,) and it confused him because he couldn't remember where. The twins will deffo show up, I'm keeping them in school, saying that the only left for the rest of the Umbridge year and returned in the Half Blood Prince.

Guest Does Ginny like someone? My dear Guest, whoever you are, I think it's painfully obvious that Ginny likes Blaise but Blaise likes someone else (It's in pairings at the top of the page if you don't already know.)

blossumed wow, I like the story very much. please write more! why is harry a tiger, it suits him completely but how did you come up with the idea? Harry is a tiger because in Nepal the Tiger symbolizes unlimited power, something I always associate with Harry and my favourite cartoon character as a child (and now) was Shere Khan from the Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling. Also, I picked tiger because I was born in the year of the Tiger according to the Chinese Zodiac calendar.